Hands TW:SA

Hands on my neck

Hands on my wrists 

I can feel you again

 

Wish I couldn’t

Haunts me over

Years later

 

Hands up my shirt

Frozen in place

I know you shouldn’t touch me there

 

You’re not done

Who am I to know?

Hands down my pants

 

Why are your hands there?

Why are they everywhere?

What is that sound you’re making?

 

I’m only nine

I was only nine

It’s hard to remember what year I’m in

 

You were my cousin

Why touch me?

Why hurt me like that?

 

Because you were a minor as well

The family didn’t care

Guess they didn’t think it was a big deal

 

I guess I shouldn’t either

It’s fine, right?

I don’t want to be a problem to anyone

 

They don’t want to hear about it

I guess I’ll stay quiet

If nobody will listen, why tell?

 

Everyone looks at me like a villain

6 years later, why try to be better?

You weren’t even punished

 

But I was.

I was.

Why am I the monster?

When it was your hands?